Chapter 8: Issue Number Five

As they went into the dining room and joined Jose at the table, BB asked Christian and Anastasia, "What have you guys worked out so far?"

Christian answered happily, "She's mine, Bear. I think she might still need to hear it from you, but she's mine. You'll be interested to know that I've agreed with Anastasia to… listen to you. I've admitted that I've never done the type of arrangement I want to have with her. I'm not too proud to admit that I don't know everything about… the intimacy shit, or how to do… relationship."

BB smiled broadly. "Well, it sounds to me like our baby girl is a miracle worker. Seriously, Grey, you're admitting you need my help, and you're willing to take it?"

"If it means I get what I want, then yes, I am," Christian answered unreservedly.

"And that is," BB prompted. "Come on, Grey, spell it out for me."

"Well, let's put it this way. I need to buy a training collar just for her. I want TPE with her. Hell, if I thought she'd go for it, I'd move her into my penthouse tonight. But… I think we should move slower than that, but 24-7 TPE is the goal to work toward. I want a Master/slave relationship with her. And yes, I did use the R word."

If BB was shocked by Christians admissions, he didn't let on. Jose, on the other hand, was gaping at Christian in open shock. The others ignored him, though. BB asked Anastasia, "You ready to submit to the Grey Wolf, baby girl?"

Anastasia shivered. "Yes, I think so. And… I want TPE, too, but we need to discuss the contract.

Why don't we do that after dinner?" BB suggested. "Jose, my boy, do you think it would be OK to let Christian and Ana take a look at our contract, just to give them some ideas? They obviously can't use Grey's old contract that he had with those fake submissives."

"Of course, Daddy," Jose agreed. He seemed to have recovered from his shock.

"If there's anything in there about her calling me 'Daddy,' you can leave that part out," Christian commented.

BB laughed, but he told Christian, "Baby girl doesn't need a Daddy Dom. I worked out fine as her protector, but I was never meant to do it longterm. She wants a Master. You ready for a full-time slave?"

"I'm ready to discuss it," Christian agreed. "I've given it a lot of thought over the past few months, and I know the type of thing you told me she wants is something I want, too. But we do need to discuss boundaries. I don't want her to feel like I'm controlling her professionally. I want her to succeed. I want that 1980's detective agency that she runs to do well."

"What?" Jose asked confusedly, and Anastasia just looked at Christian blankly.

BB rolled his eyes and explained to the two submissives, "Christian thinks that 'Bennington Steele' sounds like 'Remington Steele.' It was a TV show in the 1980's that starred Pierce Brosnan."

"So you were making a joke," Ana observed. "Christian Grey makes jokes. He laughs, he smiles. He kisses his subs. He's a really good kisser, in fact. He does intimacy. He collars his subs. He does TPE." She sounded awestricken.

"There's just one part of that you got wrong, Princess," Christian told her. "Christian Grey doesn't do any of that shit with subs, plural. Just one sub. Just you."

Anastasia stared at Christian in awe. But then a thought occurred to her. "Oh, God. We didn't get to my number five. We need to talk about it, too."

"There's more?" Christian asked exasperatedly.

Ana sighed. "Yeah. I mean, not big enough that I would say no any more, but something we need to discuss. You're Christian Grey. You're a famous multi-gazillionaire. If you're serious about having an actual relationship with me, not just a fucking arrangement at Down Under that's easy to keep secret, but a relationship where we're seen together in public, how will that work with someone like you?"

"She has a good point, Grey," BB told him. "You'll have to hire security for her."

Christian ignored BB for the moment and told Anastasia, "It's true, I am Christian Grey. I haven't quite made it yet to 'multi-gazillionaire' status, but I am a billionaire, and that's not going to change. That's something you're just going to have to live with if we do this. I've never sought fame, but I did seek billions, and with it came fame. I'm not going to apologize for it. And yes, I am serious about having an actual relationship with you, Princess. I don't want a fucking arrangement with you like I've had with my other subs."

"So, you're OK about being seen together in public," Anastasia asked worriedly.

"Hell, yes," Christian answered adamantly. "I want you, Anastasia. I want you in every way. In fact, I have a fundraiser tomorrow night, and I want to take you as my date. BB is supposed to go too, right BB?"

"Yeah, Jose and I are going," BB confirmed.

"But... you don't date," Anastasia reminded Christian. "You've never been seen in public with a woman. And the Grey Wolf never takes his subs out in public."

"The next time you spout any bullshit about what Christian Grey or the Grey Wolf does or doesn't do, I'm going to start keeping a list for your punishments. I haven't even given you an orgasm yet, but I can start denying them now for later. I've fucking had enough, Princess. What do I need to do to prove that I want something different with you?"

She stared at him, but she answered calmly, "OK, I'll go with you. To the fundraiser, I mean."

Christian smiled in response. "And you'll be my submissive?" he asked hopefully.

She answered, "If you agree to put your training collar on me before we go to Down Under, with the full understanding of everything that it symbolizes, then yes."

Christian leaned towards Anastasia, who was seated right next to him at the table and gave her a searing kiss right on her lips. It was the third time he'd kissed her today, and each kiss only seemed to get better than the last one. BB and Jose watched unashamedly. This time, Ana kept her hands in her lap. Instinctively, she knew that Christian didn't want her to touch him. Christian's hands were tangled in Ana's hair, holding her head as he kissed her.

BB wouldn't have been surprised at this point if his two friends had gotten naked and fucked right there on the dining table. In fact, he was a little surprised when Christian ended the kiss, turned to him, and told him, "Let's set up a public scene for one night next week. I want to claim her ass in front of all those bastards, but I'll need to prepare her ass for that first. We'll need a week or so to work up to it. I don't want to hurt her."

"She likes pain," BB reminded him.

"Not that kind of pain," Christian argued. "She's a masochist but not a pain slut. She likes being spanked and flogged. It's a totally different kind of pain. I realize ass fucking is the only kind of fucking you do, but you've never ass fucked a female ass virgin. You don't have a fucking clue how delicate they are."

B.B. laughed. "Well, you've got me there," he conceded. But then he turned serious. He told Christian, "Grey, she's now under your protection. If you don't take that seriously, if you hurt her or let her get hurt in any way other than the way she likes, I will kick your ass."

"Yes, Sir," Christian answered sarcastically.

"And Grey," BB added, "If you're serious about listening to me, listen to this. You're going to have to get her a security detail. She doesn't understand what's coming, and I'm not sure you do either. The paps are going to be riding your ass. You're going to be fodder for the tabloids for a while. Are you prepared for that?"

"Hell, no," Christian answered. "I'm never prepared for it, but I do have a PR team. And I've already asked Taylor to hire a CPO for Anastasia."

"What?" Anastasia asked. "When did you do that?"

BB said, "Make sure it's a female that can go with her when she needs to take a piss. And Ana, don't fight him on this. You'll thank me later."

"OK, Daddy," Christian answered with even more sarcasm than before.

"Not funny, Grey," BB told him. "Don't mock my relationship with my boy. I am glad to see you loosening up, though. Anastasia's a good influence on you."

Christian smiled at Ana. Yeah, he agreed. There was just something about her.

BB turned to Anastasia and told her seriously, "Baby girl, remember, trust your Dom. I wouldn't have agreed to this if I didn't trust him. You have to completely trust him, just as much as you've ever trusted me, or even more than that since you're going to be fucking him too. That's the only way this will work for you."

"Yes, Sir," Anastasia replied, "I understand."

"Good," BB said. "Now… eat up. We'll discuss your contract after dinner."